Promo: Go get me something to beat you with.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

Note... this was intended for SD... so take into effect that it's supposed to have crowd and all that crap.

 

 

 

The cameras return from the most recent commercial break. The show is going strong and now the lenses are now providing their focus in the center of the Suicide King's office. The crowd can be heard in the background shouting out their displeasure at what is appearing on the SmarkTron. The screen shifts to the side, getting a close up on the solid oak desk, and catching a glimpse of the tie and coat sported on the commissioner.

 

King: "Look. I know you are choked about what happened with Bo, but going after the Magnificent Seven is going to help the situation?"

 

The fans cheer out loud at the anonymous man who wants to provide pain to the stable lead by Flesher. The camera starts to switch over, catching a look at the person occupying the couch. However due to a heavy shadow casted over the sofa, it is unclear at who is sitting in it.

 

Voice: "Listen Brian, I am going after everyone in that stable, but I'm not stopping there. I want to eliminate those fuckers in the Midnight Carnival as well."

 

The last comment only turns the crowd against the man on the seat, as they find out it is now Jamie Drazon sitting down. The camera flips to the side, facing the left side of the Suicide King and the right side of Jay Dawg, and the commissioner now has a smile over his face.

 

King: "Ahhh. Now we are in business. You and I both know that I can never pass that up. However it looks like the Magnificent 7 is going to take care of every member in there anyway. I mean after all, I did feed you Z just a mere two weeks ago."

 

Jay Dawg's arm rises, showing a sparked dubie in his right hand. As he pulls it up to inhale, King shows signs of visual disgustment as he knows this is only going to cost him another fine. The joint is clearly keeping him calm though, a much better alternative then the minor $150.

 

Jamie: "Ah yes. My point exactly. You see the M-7 clearly outnumbers the Carnival. Which is why I want to disrupt the M7."

 

King: "Well... I can always send you after other people. Maybe that youngster who pinned your shoulders to the mat not too long ago. What's his name?"

 

Jamie: "Wildchild."

 

The forced reply clearly irritates Jay Dawg but the King pays no worries.

 

King: "Right, Wildchild. Maybe a one on one match with him. Where he can't hide behind that human punching bag of a tag partner? Although he is fighting for a shot at the U.S. title tonight."

 

Jamie: "Interesting... but what will a win over him get me?"

 

King: "How about we make it interesting. If you can defeat him, why not take a shot at Danny Williams yourself?"

 

Jamie: “If?” clearly offended that King would even suggest such a thing like losing.

 

King: “Heh heh. Well you don’t seem to have a victory since returning… maybe this will send you the right way… or maybe you’ll fall victim once more.”

 

Jamie: “Well, give me the motivation.”

 

King: “A shot at Mr. Williams for the U.S. title.”

 

Jamie: "Not interested."

 

King: "Heh. I thought so; after all, that's what he said."

 

Jamie sits up a little, but forcibly cuts himself off, making it look like a mere repositioning. He takes another puff of the joint before roaching it and finally replies to the Suicide King.

 

Jamie: "Really?"

 

The commissioner decides to go on with the taunting.

 

King: "Indeed. Well, to be honest. He said no one has the balls to face him for his US title."

 

Jamie: "I've already held that title three times."

 

King: "I do remember, although it was nearly a year ago. Maybe one more reign, you know, to bump you back up with the men ruling this league."

 

Jamie: "Maybe I should ignore him and go for Flesher. Seeing as how according to you, he rules the wrestling in this league."

 

King: "I repeat. I know you are choked about Bo, but going after Flesher isn't going to help."

 

Jamie: "Who says I give a shit about Bo? Flesher just pisses me off."

 

King laughs, although a little shocked that Jay Dawg said that so blatantly. The fans can be heard starting up in the arena again, completely angered at Jay Dawg's total lack of respect for his retired 'friend'.

 

Jamie: "And besides. It's really irrelevant for me to go after Williams."

 

King: "Maybe he'd like to hear you say that? And besides, Flesher is scheduled to defend that tag titles at the Pay Per View."

 

Jamie: "So give me a shot at him before then."

 

King: "Oh but Jay Dawg... I can't have you soften up one of my biggest stars prior to a pay per view so you can go on your little joy ride of destruction."

 

Jamie: "Whatever. Give me that fucking Williams bastard. I’ll mess him up good as a message."

 

King: "I can do that... after you defeat Wildchild."

 

Jamie: "I can see what you are trying to do. Whatever though, I'll defeat both of those <BEEP>faces at the same time if I have to."

 

King chuckles at the reply, knowing full well Jay Dawg is serious about that challenge.

 

King: "Maybe you can, maybe you can't. Hell, if Wildchild impresses me enough, he might get a shot anyway. I don't know, we can even make it interesting. Why don't we have you face the entire Carnival in a Gauntlet match, and if that don't make you happy, what about the Magnificent Seven as well. Heck, why don't I have you face Frost in an Iceland Toughman match. Or Mike Craven in another Hide and Seek match. Or how about against ELM in a cruiserweight rules match. What about Judge Mental in a hardcore match..."

 

The commish thinks about his most recent comment.

 

King: "Scratch that last one."

 

Jay Dawg shows a small grin to the touch at his hardcore vanity.

 

King: "What about Flesher and Frost in a handicap match, or Johnny Dangerous in a Jack Daniels shooting contest to see who should be called JD!"

 

The fans can't help but laugh at the last comment, even if it was the Suicide King who said it. Drazon however, is not quite as amused. He is fully aware that King is trying to provoke him into accepting what he has laid out for him, but King smiles, knowing Jay Dawg will bite the bait regardless.

 

Jamie: "Don't test me. You and I both know how dangerous I can be."

 

King: "Heh heh. I remember indeed. But that is neither here nor there... 'Old friend'." Clearly empathizing the point that they are almost anything but friends. "It is up to you, if you do what I ask. I'll see what I can do about setting you up with some of your requests."

 

Drazon doesn't even bother to reply, rising from the seat and walks to the door. He grabs his trenchcoat hanging on the coat rack, slipping his arms through the sleeves, and lets it rest on the shoulders. He pushes the door open, only for King to call his attention once more.

 

King: "Hey Jamie."

 

JD pauses with the door open, he looks over his shoulder to see King with a sudden change of attitude. He has a letter in his hand, and an envelope from it opened in the other.

 

King: "Maybe I have someone you'd like a shot at after all."

 

King sneers toward the letter as JD turns around, only nodding in reply as he steps out the door. The camera ignores inside the office, instead opting to follow Jay Dawg. He reaches into one of his inside pockets, pulling out a can of Molson Canadian. He shakes his head in disappointment.

 

Jamie: "We'll make them pay. Yes friend... we will make them all pay."

 

Jay Dawg starts to walk, slowly sipping his beer as we cut to an ad for From the Fire.

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

King: "Maybe you can, maybe you can't. Hell, if Wildchild impresses me enough, he might get a shot anyway. I don't know, we can even make it interesting. Why don't we have you face the entire Carnival in a Gauntlet match, and if that don't make you happy, what about the Magnificent Seven as well. Heck, why don't I have you face Frost in an Iceland Toughman match. Or Mike Craven in another Hide and Seek match. Or how about against ELM in a cruiserweight rules match. What about Judge Mental in a hardcore match..."

...man, I would mark for seeing any of those gimmick matches.

 

Good job, JD. You + King = ratings.

[Guest Powerplay]

I like the idea of JD being hungry for something. It's fits in perfectly because, since Clusterfuck, he really hasn't had anything to do except do a few meaningless matches. After Bo left, I really buy the "JD vs. The World" thing that's going on in the promo as well. I pity the fool who gets in the way of this angry motherfucker. Oh, and...

 

Or Mike Craven in another Hide and Seek match. Or how about against ELM in a cruiserweight rules match. What about Judge Mental in a hardcore match..."

 

The commish thinks about his most recent comment.

 

King: "Scratch that last one."

 

THANK YOU GOD OH THANK YOU! I live for another day!